About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to State Farm’s Trey Furrey office one morning, only to notice something peculiar in the parking lot—a small, rusted keychain shaped like an old-fashioned typewriter. Curious, he picked it up and found an odd note attached: ‘Find your perfect policy here.’ The delivery driver pocketed the keychain and went inside. There, a friendly receptionist smiled and said, 'That’s our lucky charm—brings us new clients!' Later that day, while delivering packages, he noticed another identical keychain on a nearby streetlight. Turns out, it was just a neighbor’s lost toy. End of story—except for the jokes about him now being the 'State Farm Delivery Guy'.
2. One morning, an unusual announcement crackled over State Farm’s Trey Furrey office intercom: ‘Attention all employees—your new company mascot has arrived!’ The door swung open, and a tiny, furry creature bounded in—a squirrel with a red bowtie around its neck. For weeks, it scampered through desks, stole donuts from the break room, and posed for photos with customers. Eventually, someone noticed that whenever the squirrel was around, claims mysteriously dropped by half. Turns out, it had a knack for calming nerves and spreading goodwill. So, Trey Furrey became known as the place where your insurance claim might be handled by both a professional adjuster—and a cuddly mascot.
3. One day, a curious neighbor knocked on the State Farm office door and asked, ‘Do you really insure everything from kangaroos to zucchinis?’ The agent smiled and replied, 'Well, ma’am, we do cover just about anything that can happen—even if it’s as unusual as a kangaroo hopping through your garden or a zucchini falling off someone’s roof!' A regular passing by overheard and laughed, saying, 'Next time, I’ll ask if we can insure my pet unicorn's rainbow-colored mane.'
4. One morning, an unusual announcement crackled over State Farm's Trey Furrey office intercom: 'Attention everyone, your lucky number for today is 867-5309.' A few minutes later, a delivery driver walked in and said, ‘Excuse me, but I’ve got package here for Mr. 867-5309.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the receptionist who replied, ‘That’s our new lucky number, honey!’ Ever since then, whenever someone forgets their extension, they just say, “It must be for 867-5309!”